1692 Thunder Road, Monday evening

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Ivanova dragged herself up her front steps, aching more than she'd like to admit. She tried to get House, but he wasn't at his apartment when she'd called. Maybe she actually would have to go to the clinic . . .

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[ownerofsteve]

House had to walk over here, but he'd done so because he was that... well, pissed.

He knocked on the door loudly with his cane.

[niceborders]

Ivanova groaned and went to open the door, forgetting about the giant black eye that was colonising her cheek as she jerked the door open. "What? Oh - House."

[ownerofsteve]

"Hate to see the other guy," House said, moving his way inside without invitation.

[niceborders]

"They were trying to wake him up when I left." Ivanova stepped aside to let him in.

[ownerofsteve]

"Was it in Reno?" House said. "That's the cliche, after all."

[niceborders]

"I don't think it was big enough to have a name."

[ownerofsteve]

"I'm going to go sit down. I had to walk," House said, simply, moving his way towards the nearest piece of furniture.

[niceborders]

She trailed after him. "So this isn't a social call. Did Tosh manage to talk to you?" She would have to get that gash fixed up anyway. Damn.

[ownerofsteve]

"In regards to...?" House prompted.

[niceborders]

Ivanova hesitated. "Okay. So she didn't."

[ownerofsteve]

"Given I currently have no phone service I'm a hard man to reach," House said.

[niceborders]

"I found that out earlier today. How'd you know I was back?"

[ownerofsteve]

"I didn't know you were gone," House said.

[niceborders]

"You didn't notice that I haven't been in town since . . ." She thought for a moment. "Last Friday?"

[ownerofsteve]

"I've been dealing with some things," House said. "Sorry."

[niceborders]

Ivanova shrugged a shoulder. "Should've called anyways. I kind of hoped Tosh would get the word out."